Some time when the river is ice ask me
When did we start to drift?
mistakes I have made Ask me whether
Is it too late to dropp anchor?
What I have done in my life. Others
Should we continue to build from our mistakes -
have come in their slow way into
or tare down what we have worked hard to build?
my thought, and so have tried to help
I don’t know, do you?
or to hurt: ask me what difference
America was built from nothing
their strongest love or heat has made
Nothing…
I will listen to what you say.
The pain will go away.
You and I can turn and look
Here lets get you into bed.
at the silent river and wait. We know
How could we have kept it?
the current is there hidden: and there
what could we provide?
Are comings and goings from miles away
Dirt? We have plenty of it here!
that hold the stillness exactly before us.
The day is at hand…
What the river says, that is what I say.
I can’t for now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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